Tears blur my vision once again. “Okay. Thanks.”
He pulls me closer and I settle against him, warm and safe.
Tomorrow we face the town and prove this is real.
But tonight, we’re here. Together.
Later, when the fire’s burned low and the tea’s gone cold, he stands and holds out his hand. “Come here.”
I take it, and he pulls me to my feet, then into his arms. His mouth finds mine. His lips aren’t gentle this time. They’re urgent. Claiming.
“I need you,” he says. “Need to show you. Need you to feel how much you mean to me.”
“Then show me.”
He kisses me harder, backing me toward the bedroom. We shed clothes as we go. His flannel hits the floor. My sweater follows. By the time we reach my bed, we’re down to skin and need.
He lays me down and follows, settling between my legs.
“You’re so beautiful.” As he trails kisses down my neck, his beard rasps against my skin, and I arch into him. “And you’re mine. Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
“Again.”
“I’m yours, Cole. Only yours.”
“Good.” His hand slides between my legs, and I gasp. I’m already wet for him. “So ready. You want this?”
“Yes. Please.”
His fingers find my center, circling my clit with firm pressure. Pleasure sparks through me, and my hips roll forward seeking more.
“That’s it. Show me what you need.”
He slides two fingers inside me, and I cry out. He works me slowly, deliberately, finding that spot that makes me see stars.
“Cole—”
“Not yet. Want you desperate first.”
His thumb circles my clit while his fingers curl inside, hitting that perfect angle with every stroke. I’m climbing fast, pleasure coiling tight.
“Please—I need?—”
“Not yet.” He kisses his way down my body. “Want to feel you come on my tongue again.”
“Cole—”
His mouth finds me, and I arch off the bed. He licks broad and slowly, then focuses on my clit with the perfect amount of pressure. His fingers work inside me while his tongue circles, relentless.
“That’s it. Let me have it.”
The orgasm hits hard and fast. I cry out, my hands fisting in his hair and my thighs trembling around his head.
He doesn’t stop until I’m boneless, then he kisses his way back up my body.
“Beautiful,” he says. “But I’m not done with you.”
